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The other morning I was running around trying to get my stuff together for an event I was going to later on in the day. Before I got too crazed and before the day got away from me, I sat down with a purpose: doing my morning meditation, my morning pages, and my card of the day.
After my meditation and my morning pages and pulling the card of the day, but before writing out my interpretation of the card of the day, my bestie called to say about 15 minutes before picking me up for our plans that she wasn’t picking me up after all… and that I’d have to find my way to the event we were both attending myself.
It wasn’t about the driving myself… got no problems doing that. It was the last-minute cancellation/change of plans that drove me nuts.
After seething a bit and complaining to my husband, I sat down to write my interpretation of the card of the day. I sat down and took a look at what I had pulled.
The 2 of Cups. Reversed.
So that’s what the 2 of Cups reversed meant… not the lover’s quarrel I was fully expecting after pulling that card. Nope. Not at all. It was the fight with someone else that I love deeply… just not in THAT way.
What will they remember about you when you're dead?
1300 years ago, the Anglo-Saxon Hwicce—the Tribe of Witches—called it nama. 5000 years before that, it was *nomn. But they both meant the same thing.
As one whose concept of afterlife is the Grand Sabbat of the atoms, I've sometimes been asked: What, then, is your motivation for moral behavior?
The ancestors had a name for it: Name.
What's your name?
Call it name, or reputation. Name is what they know you by.
What do they say about you? What's your reputation among those that know you?
Maeve, Queen of Connaught, was talking one day with Fergus mac Roi, that was foster-brother to Cuchulain.
(And were not those two, as Cathbad the druid said, like the two halves of a hazelnut?)
"There's only one thing that a man loves more than he loves a woman," she tells him.
"And what might that be?" he asks her.
Page 35 [Beltane] “is a celebration on the union of soil, water, sun and seed. It is about fertilizing the fields.” Sisters of the Dark Moon by Gail Wood
Growing up on a farm, May was about picking rocks, working long long hours, and falling into bed exhausted. You would think no longer being on a farm, this time would not be missed but I do miss it. We would walk the land, barefoot, picking up rocks and being who we are picking out the best to bring home rather than just dumping them in the rock piles. It was all about the land and preparing for the next crop. There was a sense of urgency and hope. We needed the crops to feed our animals. Our animals kept us in milk, beef, and pork. There was also our own garden which had be put in, tended, and nurtured as the summer came on....
I got a question today from a friend about a new crystal they adopted. They told me their Higher Self asked them to buy this crystal to help with their channeling and wondered if I had any tips. As I was composing the email, I decided that the information might be helpful to others, so I turned the reply into a blog post. I hope you find this helpful.
Anyway…. following is what I had to suggest about how to work with a new crystal. I will break the description up and italicize the parts and indent my answer to help you follow along. This is the description of the crystal in question:...